New Years Eve
They were all at the Flynn-Fletcher house eagerly awaited zero hour. Midnight. The beginning of the new year. The time when the calendar started over. The time to make resolutions.
Everyone had already stated what their resolutions for the new year would be. Phineas and Ferb had said that next summer would be the best ever. Candace was going to get a brand new car, since she was going to be sixteen next summer. Right after busting her brothers of course. And Stacy was going to make Coltrane her boyfriend. Everyone admitted to what their New Year's resolution was.
Everyone but Isabella.
Stacy noticed this fact very soon after saying what her own was. Especially since Isabella wasn't saying much. At first Stacy hadn't said anything to her about. After all there hadn't been any kind of hurry. It had only been nine. But it was now getting to be 11:40!
Stacy ran into Isabella, who was sitting dejected at the foot of the stairs, on the way down from visiting Candace in her room. Upon hearing Isabella's sigh, Stacy down next to her and asked, "What's wrong, kiddo?"
"Have you ever fallen in love with a boy. A boy who was really cute. And really nice. But then you are too shy to tell him?"
Stacy stared back.
"What? Is there something on my face?"
"No I have just have trouble picturing you shy."
Isabella sighed. "I know. Usually I'm doing something I'm quite assertive." Stacy nodded. "But when it comes to Phineas….. What he says he doesn't like me?"
"That's crazy talk. Phineas would never do that!"
"I know." Isabella sighed again.
"I'll you on a little secret." That got her attention. "When I was your age…"
"Uh-huh."
"…I knew this boy. His name was Bobbie. I had a crush on him too."
"You did?"
"I sure did. Only, like you, I was much too sure to ever tell him."
"But what you did do so that you could tell him?"
"Nothing. I never told him."
Isabella's eyes lost focus for a second. "Oh." She stood up. "I don't want to end up like you." Stacy tried not to be insulted. "I'll go tell him right away."
She headed straight for the party to tell Phineas.
"I didn't know you had trouble admitting your feelings to a guy, Stacy," Candace commented as she descended the stairs.
"I didn't."
"Ah." She reached the bottom of the staircase. "But it seemed to do the trick."
"That it did." All in all Stacy was glad that she had accepted Candace's invitation, and not Jenny's. She was right where she needed to be.
The little white lie notwithstanding.
Both of them.
